It took me a good two months to travel 2,000 kilometres along the coast of north-east Brazil. I make the return journey in just four days travelling over two weeks. After Jeri, I stop for another five days in Ilha do Guajirú. There are only a maximum of 40 kiters on the water and the wind is constantly chopping at 25 to 30 knots, day and night. Exactly my sweet spot.
In Cumbuco I meet the shy Viking Johan again and lots of good new people at the Rolling Stone Hostel. We leave early on Saturday. On the last evening, the whole hostel goes up to the dunes to watch the sunset. Everything is quiet and peaceful up here. Down in Cumbuco, two people were shot dead by the police again last week, but this time without their hands tied.
The busiest day of the journey begins at five in the morning. Walk to the bus to Fortaleza, 1 hour through the rush hour to the centre. Last year, 3,000 people were killed here. Taxi to the bus station, 4h bus to Mossoro, then another 4h bus to Macau. I am always impressed by how smoothly travelling works without Deutsche Bahn.
The bus almost hits an oncoming lorry when overtaking, but then decides to push three cars into the left-hand lane. From Macau, my friends from Kiteclub Brasil organise private transport for me to Guamare. I arrive an hour late for the last boat to Galinhos, organise a private boat and after just 14 hours on the road, I’m in heaven for the second time on this trip.
Frank Woelky, born in 1973. Kitesurfer since 1998. Since 2006, I have been combining kitesurfing and web design on trips lasting several months off the beaten track.